Without waiting for the frontline main force to regroup, Minato used the Flying Thunder God to return to the camp ahead of schedule.
Seeing Minato return safely to the compound, Tsunade immediately breathed a heavy sigh of relief: The support troops have already set off to reinforce the line. How is the situation with the frontline troops?
It is already over, and they are currently on their way back, Minato said.
That is good—
Tsunade paused for a moment, her expression shifting: The Sensory Unit just reported that a massive amount of Chakra signatures at the Iwagakure frontline disappeared almost instantly. Was that your doing?
Minato nodded his head calmly: Onoki used Dust Release to launch a sneak attack against me. I felt a bit of Life Qi, so I decided to give him a little payback for the trouble.
Homura Mitokado snorted coldly, his eyes narrowing: That old fellow Onoki, his primary target was indeed Minato all along.
So you are saying you actually repelled the Third Tsuchikage?
Tsunade looked at Minato in genuine surprise. She knew Minato's strength had already surpassed her own long ago, but she did not expect it to have reached such a staggering level.
I cut off one of his hands, but he was rescued by his subordinates using Earth Release. I thought it would be too much trouble to continue the chase, so I did not pursue him further.
Minato's tone remained perfectly calm, as if he had not just severed the Tsuchikage's hand, but rather dealt with some insignificant minor character.
Cut off a hand? Whose hand? That old fellow Onoki's?!
Hearing this, Jiraiya looked at Minato as if he had seen a ghost. The other strategists and Sensory Ninjas in the tent were also staring at Minato with shocked, wide-eyed faces.
Whose else could it possibly be?
Tsunade was startled by Jiraiya's sudden loud outburst and scolded him sharply.
Then she suddenly burst into a fit of laughter and patted Minato firmly on the shoulder, her face filled with undisguisable pride: Hahahaha, well done! As expected of my own Disciple!
Homura Mitokado also looked at Minato with deep astonishment, his heart filled with a lingering sense of shock.
Although he knew this child was incredibly strong, he did not expect him to be quite this strong!
Terrifyingly powerful, truly terrifyingly powerful!
It seems Danzo did not die in vain—
Homura Mitokado picked up his teacup, intending to take a slow sip of tea to calm his frayed nerves.
Just then, Minato suddenly continued: By the way, the one responsible for cutting off the frontline retreat route this time was the Third Kazekage. I killed him.
Pfft!!!
Homura Mitokado spat out a mouthful of tea across the table, coughing repeatedly.
He suddenly looked up, his face a messy mix of tea and pure shock: The Third Kazekage? You killed the Third Kazekage?
Within the Command Post, there was a sudden, deathly silence.
Before the previous shock had even fully dissipated, a new wave of impact had already arrived to hit them.
Everyone's expressions froze on their faces in various states of disbelief. Tsunade's mouth hung wide open as she stared blankly at Minato.
Strictly speaking, he committed suicide when he saw there was no longer any hope of escape.
Minato explained the details: I only wounded him. He hoped to trade his life for his subordinates' safe departure. Out of respect for his position, I agreed to the terms.
Slap!
Jiraiya suddenly slapped himself across the face, and a burning sensation immediately radiated from his cheek.
I am not dreaming—
Jiraiya stared blankly at Minato. His impression of Minato was still stuck on the results of their previous strength test.
Only three short years had passed. Before he even had a chance to make a name for himself, the other party was already an existence capable of killing a Kage of a Great Village.
Moreover, the Third Kazekage was a powerhouse with the official title of the Strongest Kazekage!
To be able to force such a powerhouse to commit suicide, there must be an absolute difference in raw strength!
But in reality, although the Five Kage might counter each other to some extent due to using different Ninjutsu, there should not be too much of a difference in overall strength.
Even if the Third Hokage were here, it would be impossible to achieve such a feat, let alone when there were two Kage-level powerhouses on the scene at once—
Soon, as the frontline troops returned to base, the news that Minato had heavily damaged the Iwagakure troops and that the Kazekage and Tsuchikage were either dead or injured also quickly spread throughout the entire camp.
At that time, the Iwagakure troops seemed endless, and the retreat route at the rear was also cut off by the Third Kazekage. I thought I would surely die on the battlefield, but then, Minato suddenly appeared!
In the Medical Department, a Ninja who had just finished treating his wounds was vividly telling others about the previous battle.
From Onoki's sneak attack to Minato cutting off Onoki's arm, and then to the Kazekage's suicide, he was gesturing excitedly to the crowd.
Minato just raised his hand and pointed, there was a 'biu' explosion, and the Third Kazekage admitted defeat right then and there!
Really? That is so exaggerated—what kind of ability is that?
Some Ninjas were skeptical of the tale: I remember Minato has the Wood Release Bloodline Limit, right?
No, Minato has a Dual Bloodline Limit!
Nawaki, who was helping the Medical Ninja nearby, showed off his knowledge casually to the room.
The surrounding Ninjas were stunned and turned their astonished gazes toward Nawaki.
I did not expect it to be a Dual Bloodline Limit—but is it really okay to just say it out loud like that? one Ninja hesitated.
Nawaki waved his hand dismissively: It's fine. That guy never thought about hiding it; it's just that no one ever cared, since his other Bloodline Limit is Wood Release.
Speaking of which, Minato is Lady Tsunade's Disciple. You two must be very close, right?
A Ninja asked curiously: I wonder what kind of person he is?
Then you have asked the right person!
Nawaki's interest was piqued, and the slight resentment he felt because Minato had not called him for the mission instantly vanished.
The news from the frontline fermented rapidly in the camp, and the morale of the entire camp was unprecedentedly high for a time.
And Minato became the most eye-catching existence in the entire camp.
No matter where he went, people would greet him either warmly or respectfully, and some people even started calling him Lord Minato.
Lord Minato, please have some tea~
Inside the small wooden house, Mikoto smilingly poured a cup of fruit tea for Minato: Thank you for your hard work in the battle.
Don't be like that, Mikoto.
Minato took the fruit tea, his expression looking slightly embarrassed.
Hmph~
Mikoto raised her chin like a proud little kitten: A certain someone is a great hero of the Village! I am sure there will be no shortage of pursuers later, right?
As she spoke, she could not help but glance at Minato out of the corner of her eye, a hint of undetectable nervousness hidden in her eyes.
After Minato's battle records spread through the camp, she was first happy for Minato, and then she felt a sense of nervousness as if facing a great enemy.
She knew all too well how crazy the Konoha fangirls could be.
With such a terrifying battle record for Minato, she did not know how crazy those fangirls would get, which was why she could not wait to test Minato's reaction.
How is that possible?
Minato could not help but laugh and gently held Mikoto's soft hand.
Feeling the warmth from his hand, Mikoto's pretty face turned slightly red, but she did not even give a symbolic refusal, letting Minato hold her hand.
With a great beauty like Mikoto by my side, how could I possibly be interested in those common women outside?
Really? Mikoto's eyes lit up.
Minato nodded his head repeatedly: Of course it is true!
I don't believe you—you playboy who likes two people at the same time!
Mikoto snorted proudly, but the corners of her mouth could not help but rise, and she quietly relaxed a lot in her heart.
Looking at Minato's gentle smile, Mikoto pursed her lips, suddenly took a deep breath, leaned in close to Minato, and left a touch of warmth on that handsome cheek.
That warmth was gone in an instant, carrying the fragrance of fruit tea.
Minato touched his cheek and looked at Mikoto in slight surprise. Mikoto lowered her head with a red face.
But I don't hate it either————
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